Illmatic(94) sounds 20yrs older than the chronic(92)

[MeachTheMonster]

The raps on the chronic were basic 1234 shyt.

Nas modernized rap with illmatic which is still the blueprint to modern rap music.

 

[Jim Cornette]

That’s impossible

F wit dre day.. and nuttin but a g thang..

And I fukking love those songs, I was 16yo in 2006 and was bumping those songs on my discman riding my bike to school everyday

 

[Styles]

I listened to illmatic for the first time in the 2000s and it felt timeless then and now

 

[ROFL_GUY]

This is true and you know whats sad? Illmatic is the only great album from NYC

 

[ROFL_GUY]

The raps on the chronic were basic 1234 shyt.

Nas modernized rap with illmatic which is still the blueprint to modern rap music.

 

[I love Latina women]

Troll babble

 

[MeachTheMonster]

Verse 2]
Yo, they call me Nas, I'm not your legal type of fella
Moët drinking, marijuana smoking street dweller
Who's always on the corner, rolling up bless
When I dress, it's never nothing less than Guess
Cold be walking with a bop and my hat turned back
Love committing sins and my friends sell crack
This nikka raps with a razor, keep it under my tongue
The school drop-out, never liked the shyt from day one
‘Cause life ain't shyt but stress, fake nikkas, and crab stunts
So I guzzle my Hennessy while pulling on mad blunts
The brutalizer, buddha-sizer, accelerator
The type of nikka who be pissing in your elevator
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
Used to sport Bally's and Cazals with black frames
Now I'm into fat chains, sex and TECs
Fly new chicks and new kicks, Heines and Beck's

Be havin' dreams that I'm a gangsta, drinkin' Moëts, holdin' TECs
Makin' sure the cash came correct, then I stepped
Investments in stocks, sewin' up the blocks to sell rocks
Winnin' gunfights with mega-cops
But just a nikka walkin' with his finger on the trigger
Make enough figures until my pockets get bigger
I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin'
Give me a Smith & Wesson, I'll have nikkas undressin'
Thinkin' of cash flow, Buddha and shelter
Whenever frustrated, I'ma hijack Delta
In the PJ's, my blend tape plays, bullets are strays
Young bytches is grazed, each block is like a maze
Full of black rats trapped, plus the Island is packed
From what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back
Black, I'm livin' where the nights is jet-black
The fiends fight to get crack, I just max, I dream I can sit back
And lamp like Capone, with drug scripts sewn
Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded with stones, homes
I got so many rhymes, I don't think I'm too sane
Life is parallel to Hell, but I must maintain
And be prosperous, though we live dangerous
Cops could just arrest me, blamin' us; we're held like hostages
It's only right that I was born to use mics
And the stuff that I write is even tougher than dykes
I'm takin' rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow
My rhymin' is a vitamin held without a capsule
The smooth criminal on beat breaks
Never put me in your box if your shyt eats tapes
The city never sleeps, full of villains and creeps
That's where I learned to do my hustle, had to scuffle with freaks
I'm a addict for sneakers, 20s of Buddha and bytches with beepers
In the streets I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya
Inhale deep like the words of my breath
I never sleep, 'cause sleep is the cousin of death
I lay puzzled as I backtrack to earlier times
Nothing's equivalent to the New York state of mind

Pretty much every modern rap verse follows this same blueprint.

From fashion. To designer weed, gun bars, drinks, player shyt, , luxury talk, investments, hood commentary, i’m the best rapper bars


Before illmatic rap was litteraly “1 2 3 to da 4” “hip hop hippy hippy to the hip hip……”

 

[ROFL_GUY]

Pretty much every modern rap verse follows this same blueprint.

From fashion. To designer weed, gun bars, drinks, player shyt, , luxury talk, investments, hood commentary, i’m the best rapper bars


Before illmatic rap was litteraly “1 2 3 to da 4” “hip hop hippy hippy to the hip hip……”

Doggystlye was hip hoppy?

Same yr as illmatic